The Virgin

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From Songs of Zodiac

A vision above the venting earth
where even weeds and lichen fail
but where winds of heaven whisper

She is lifted high before her birth
to be alone in the veil
where good and evil bend sinister.

Where is the beast she cannot tame?
What fault shall be laid at her feet?
What child will be cradled in those arms?

No one shall ever call out her name
too holy, too other -- it is not mete.
She's far from the world's brutish harm.

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